Bare and naked I lay in the midst of a graving trance, amidst the ocean of quietness I recklessly advance, a soul longing to unshackle from this dismal realm of rust, lost seeking a vision of defiance of its past.
Strolling through the essence of time, as this mortal fails to heed reality and its mime, desperately in sought of answers in its death bound confines, I lay motionless pondering over life's crimes.
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